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Esther Newton
Has been working as a freelance writer for fifteen years, regularly writing articles and short stories for magazines and newspapers such as Freelance Market News, Writers' Forum, The New Writer, The Guardian, Best of British, The Cat, Woman's Weekly, The People's Friend and My Weekly to name a few, she has also won a number of short story competitions. These have been published in a collection, The Siege and Other Award Winning Stories, available from Amazon and all other on-line stores, in paperback and e-book format. A publisher has recently taken on Esther's children's book series; the first book will be coming out later this year.
Esther loves writing and enjoys helping other writers, which she achieves in her role as tutor for The Writers Bureau. In addition to tutoring, Esther has also started a blog, designed to provide writers with support, market information and advice. You can check out Esther Newton's latest books here:
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Thank you Esther for agreeing to review our monthly challenge and for providing such encouraging insights into our stories!
The January Challenge
The new year kicked off with a slightly different approach to our challenges. We gave our members a choice of three prompts from which they could pick one, or more, challenges and weave a story around it in under 2000 words.
Here are the prompts:
The Room
One day as you were cleaning you noticed air being sucked towards the base of the wall near the cupboard. Perplexed you went closer to investigate. The air was going in, slightly yet in. You hold your breath and gingerly peel away at the wallpaper until a huge wrought iron door stands before you. Where…
Harold the Armchair
Write a story from the perspective of Harold the Armchair. What does he think about all day? Does he like being sat on? Do his parents approve of him being an armchair?
Abandoned hospital
Two people meet in an abandoned hospital, unaware that the other has been visiting too. Both have lost someone important in one of these rooms, and neither has been able to move on.
And here are the stories in no particular order.
The Room
By Glen Stansfield
How strange, I've never noticed that before. What on earth would cause that?
As a shaft of sunlight illuminates the tiny dust particles tripping off the end of my brush, each minute speck, a flickering star shining in its own tiny universe, is being drawn inexorably towards a metaphorical black hole at the base of the wall, a slow drift at first before accelerating to be devoured by the insatiable darkness. Perhaps not metaphorical, who knows how black holes work?
Professor Stephen Hawking does of course, maybe he could help out, but who am I trying to kid? Even his simplest of terms are often beyond me. The world and the universe happen, I don't need any more of an explanation. In any case, I don't move in those circles, not yet.
The chances of you catching me cleaning and having the sun shine on the same day are quite remote. This part of Scotland isn't known for bright blue skies; combined with a total lack of interest in the more domestic chores and winning the lottery becomes a more likely prospect. That reminds me, it's a rollover tomorrow: I better get a ticket.
The house has been mine for just over two years, yet it seems like only yesterday since Tanya and I separated. We could have worked harder at the relationship; I know that now, but I don't think either of us did then, not until too late. So I moved away to concentrate on being a full time author and to hide my pain. I'm a romantic cliché in one of my own novels. God, I miss her.
Every author must dream of finding a remote cottage somewhere, sipping cups of exotic coffee, staring dreamily out of the window and waiting for a flash of inspiration to pop into your head, then bang away at the keys of an old typewriter until the latest best seller is ready to be snapped up by a publisher.
The reality is trying to peer through the rain before tapping away on a word processor in the hope something will make sense. Intersperse this with weekly visits to the nearest supermarket, fifteen miles away, to buy yet another jar of Nescafe instant, and you understand the real life of an author. Still, dreams cost nothing, and who knows, it might happen one day.
At least I'd managed to get the cottage part right, and I was published. Not properly published some would say. Self-publishing doesn't count apparently. I'm selling books, what more do I need? And I retain full control. Master of my own destiny. 'Aye, that'll be right,' as they would say around here.
One of the strips of wallpaper is curling up in the corner, right where the dust disappears. To be honest, most of the strips of wallpaper in this cottage are peeling in the corners. Perhaps something to do with the humidity, Glen Shiel Forest, only a stone's throw away, sports the dubious title of being the wettest place in the United Kingdom. They should rename this the Wet Coast of Scotland; it doesn't need a compass direction, everyone would still be able to find their way here – head for the dark clouds, you can't go wrong. I wouldn't swap though, not now, not even for all the fancy coffee in Harrods. The stunning view along Loch Duich is to die for, when you can see through the rain. Hard to believe palm trees grow in Plockton, only twelve miles away as the crow flies. Mind you, not being a crow, that would be more like twenty in my Land Rover.
I might be a little unfair when I say it always rains here, there are some gorgeous days. I think we had one last June. The locals say there are only two seasons, this winter and the last one.
They're always pulling my leg, me being a Sassenach and all. I always thought it meant an English person, but they tell me it means anyone from the south, even Scottish lowlanders. It's all in good fun, and they are so helpful and hospitable. Lovely people, a much overused phrase, but really quite appropriate in the circumstances. Of course, they think I'm as mad as a box of frogs; a writer no less. The world is my oyster and I choose this spot. I don't think they truly appreciate what a pearl of a place they live in.
Apart from the amazing views there's a strange smell in the atmosphere I find mildly intoxicating, something I never noticed down south, I think they call it freshness. No way I could go back to London now, not after living here.
Oh dear, I'm digressing again. No wonder it takes me a year to bang out one novel. Thank goodness I make enough to keep me fed and clothed. Keeping a roof over my head isn't a problem. The proceeds from the sale of my tiny flat in London could buy me an entire estate up here, so paying cash for the cottage was a no brainer. And there is plenty to fall back on if my sales dry up, which at the moment they are showing no signs of doing, thank goodness.
I suppose I could always go back to teaching creative writing again, though I'm not sure how 'failed author' would look on my CV.
Right, brain, pay attention and stop wandering off into the wilderness. I wonder what's underneath here. Maybe it hides a secret passage; the air is going somewhere. How fantastic would that be, my very own secret chamber? The cottage dates back to the early eighteenth century and Glen Shiel did see a battle between the Jacobites and the British Government forces. The whole area was in upheaval at some time or other. Perhaps this is the Scottish equivalent of a Priest Hole, but I'm not going to know unless I do something, am I?
Oh, the paper's peeling away quite easily. It can't be stuck down very well. This is too big to be a Priest Hole. They were tiny cramped places, well hidden. This is a whacking great iron door. Hard to hide one of them, without wallpaper anyway, and I'm not sure they papered the walls in those days, or did they? I must look it up sometime. You never know when a snippet like that could come in handy for a story, or a pub quiz.
I can't see where it could go. There's nothing behind there, only the bedroom, and I don't remember seeing anything that might be a door in there. Damn, it's locked. I'll have a look for it on the other side.
No, the wall is solid in here. That can't be right, why would anyone put a door in a wall and not have a hole on the other side? Now just a minute, why did I not notice that before? The bedroom feels to be shorter than it should. Could there be another room, maybe a storage cupboard? But why a wrought-iron door, and why cover it? Storage is severely lacking in this place. I can't imagine anyone wanting to hide a cupboard.
We can settle that once and for all. Where did I put the tape measure? Man drawer: bound to be one in there.
Okay, ten feet, six inches, and the living room is fifteen feet, three inches. That's twenty five feet, nine. It doesn't add up. The passageway is twenty nine feet; I'm missing just over three feet. It has to be a cupboard. If only I had the key.
Oooh, now there's a thought. I saw a bunch of rusty old keys hanging from the rafters in the outbuildings, when I moved the woodworking equipment in, maybe it's one of those. I'll bring the WD40 while I'm at it. A bit of lubing never goes amiss.
Why is it always the last key? Never, ever, do I get it right the first time. Another shot of WD and I reckon that will open. Ah, perhaps I should have sprayed the hinges too. That's better.
Oh God, I can see another door, and it's opening.
"Tanya? What the…?"
"What…I mean…how…I don't know what I mean. What are you doing in there?"
"I live here, and I might ask you the same question."
"You live in my wardrobe? How did you get in my apartment? Are you stalking me?"
"Tanya, please trust me. I'm as confused as you are but just come through here."
Now the two of us are standing in my cottage, each looking as bewildered as the other. I don't think even Stephen Hawking can explain this.
"Me too."
With our arms wrapped around each other, the day seems to have brightened considerably.
The universe must have known, even if we hadn't at the time, and who am I to argue?
– End –
Harold Remembers
By Rohini Sunderam
I really should be dubbed Sir Harold, despite the moans from Father and Mother. They weren't Armchairs. They came from "Superior Furniture" of a French persuasion. Mother could date her ancestry to Louis XIII all oak, walnut and austere perfection. Father had the more elegant and flamboyant Regency pedigree. I must have inherited my languor from him. Even so, he was more cabinets and escritoires and no one less than Charles Cressent is said to have designed a cabinet on his father's side.
Then there's me. An armchair. An upholstered armchair! The knots in their woodwork turned into horrified eyes overnight. If they'd had arms like me they'd have thrown theirs up in despair. What's worse, I am now a La-Z-Boy. The 'Z' is pronounced Zee. So you can understand their despair. One more confession, I crossed the pond and came to Virginia in the Americas in 1935.
My parents and I have been incommunicado ever since.
I have had adventures, and a life far more exciting than theirs. They're probably still locked away in Lord Stodge's country manor in Boringhamshire. They're happy I suppose if disappointed in their once promising offspring. I mean I have enough oak in me for the connection to them but, honey (I love American expressions), beyond that I'm as different from them as a pallet from a chest.
I came to Virginia with Arabella, a rich American heiress who married Lord Stodge's cousin James, once removed on his mother's side. Arabella's family were tobacco planters and James was expected to and surprisingly did, work! The fresh Virginia air and the robust diet fired him up and he was up early and out on horseback for most of the day.
Arabella was left to her own devices. In her day she was the sauciest most piquant young woman in Virginia. She changed me from a stuffed armchair into a recliner in 1936. My parents probably heard of the conversion when she wrote to the Stodges. She was in my arms when she wrote the missive in her long flowing copperplate hand. Her writing tablet was balanced on her perfect knees, she had removed her stockings and her bare feet stroked the upper part of my lap most sensuously. Arabella and I have had some good laughs.
The furniture-makers said I didn't have enough oak so my inner clever mechanisms are a combination of springs and inferior more pliable woods. I don't care. Heritage is of no great importance. It's what you do with your life that matters. When I was done, she sat down and rang for Cook.
"Do bring some cakes and tea, Cookie, I want to celebrate my new armchair!"
"Now you be watchin' what you eat, Miz Arabella, can't have y'all gettin' fat."
"Oh, Cookie, I'm not a little girl anymore! Besides, I'm married now." She stretched out my footrest, eased my back down and wriggled with pleasure.
I've held some interesting people and had some extremely titillating experiences. In my arms Arabella became a contortionist, especially when entertaining certain gentlemen. The first time was when James went for a week to Richmond. Arabella entertained the neighbours with a luncheon. Along came a handsome young man from the Carolinas, Mr. Andrew Kirkland. He was tall, dark haired, had a waist almost as narrow as Arabella's and sinuous, powerful hands. He was an artist of some kind.
That afternoon, after the guests and servants left and as the afternoon sun slanted over the horizon, he reclined, tilted up my footrest, and in no time, with that gritty voice of his, invited her to sit across his lap, her legs on either side of his narrow waist as his artist's hands painted imaginary patterns on her thighs. Oh the sighs and the cries! After that first foray into this delicious affair Arabella couldn't wait to try other excitements in my lap.
On James' return, still flush from the thrill of Andrew Kirkland's artistry, she persuaded her husband to experiment on me. But it didn't quite work out. In his heightened state of ardour he pulled the lever and my footrest collapsed. I was flung off balance and lurched forward on my rockers. The resultant momentum forced the two of them off the seat. James heaved forward, throwing Arabella onto the floor as he fell across her, his arms and legs splayed in an ungainly heap. Arabella burst into a fit of giggles. James, mortified, jumped up, pulled up his trousers and ran up to the bedroom in a huff, his wife screaming in hysterical laughter behind him.
"Oh, Harry," she murmured; she gave me the nickname that I bear to this day, "James is in essence a Stodge." I was her confidant in all matters, especially those of the heart. "I must have Andrew Kirkland again, here!" she declared, after the misadventure with James.
So, whenever James went away for a few days, she contrived to call Mr Kirkland and always managed to make him stay for tea in the lounge. Cook would serve it with dainty cakes and retire to her quarters.
That's when we discovered my lady's flexibility. Andrew Kirkland could get her to sit on his lap, my footrest up, my back at just such an angle and Arabella's long, lissom legs up around his neck, down by his waist, or swung all the way around my back, her ankles locked while Kirkland's artistic and athletic abilities were tested to their limit. Oh the thrills! But, my rockers were sorely tried.
One morning in February 1937, about a year after my conversion, Arabella came down rather late for her morning tea. "Oh dear, oh dear, Harry," she moaned. "I'm going to have a baby and I am so, so sick." She kept a bucket next to her and frequently emptied the contents of her meal into it. Poor dear. There was nothing I could do other than allow my upholstered seat to accept her growing weight. She was sick the entire time.
It was the middle of September when James, preening like a peacock, called his friends and associates into the lounge. And there, sitting on me, Harold, his wife's armchair, he distributed cigars to those present as he announced the birth of his son. His son! My footrest nearly kicked up of its own accord. But I kept it in control.
When the baby came, she brought him to me. "I wish I could call him Harry," she said! I wished she could. He was after all, in a way, our baby. "I hope he ends up looking at least a little like James," she whispered as she kissed and nursed him comfortably ensconced in my ample lap.
Baby James was the loveliest little infant you ever saw, and he dropped off to sleep in minutes, when Arabella rocked him in my arms. However, by the time he turned four it was difficult to get him to behave. He'd jump on my seat. Rock back and forth till my springs groaned. There was nothing for it. I decided he had to learn to rock gently. Yes, I admit, I leaned forward and tossed him onto the floor. He did rather bang his little head and yowl loud enough to bring Arabella and three maids rushing into the room.
"Oh! Jamie, poor darling baby!" they cried in one voice. No one thought about my poor rockers or me and my groaning springs. But the imp never rocked me that hard again.
Then there was that day in 1942, when my poor dear mistress sat weeping silently in my arms as she read the letter sent by Andrew; he was off to fight with the British in the war. "What is an artist going to do in the war?" she cried. "Dare I tell him that James is his?" One dainty handkerchief after another was wept into, blown into and the next we heard was that Arabella was sick in her room and delirious. A few days later they transported me from my place in the lounge to her bedroom.
What a delightful room! Pinewood and local oak made the room comfortable and elegant at once. The servants placed me near Arabella's bed almost nudging a dainty oak bedside table. She belonged rather distantly to my father's family. Dorothea pursed her table-top lip when she saw what they'd done to me. "An armchair! Harry, how dreadful. With all kinds of people sitting on you. I hope your parents don't know."
"I love being an armchair; I'm more use, more comfort and more service than you'll ever be." I didn't say a word about Arabella and our shenanigans. I didn't have to. Later that year, James declared that he was off to fight in the war.
"How will I manage without you?" Arabella wept. Quite genuine tears they were too.
"Oh, darling! Don't worry, I've asked that nice gentleman in Blackberry Hill to look in every week."
Mr. Skinner was our next fling. Arabella showed him what to do while delicately seated in my lap. He was nervous at first and when he protested, she pursed her lips, "James said you were to take care of my every need." She kissed him gently on his forehead.
Dorothea was aghast. "Next they'll be on the bed!" They were.
All went well until an official letter arrived announcing that James was a hero in the war and decorated… posthumously. For weeks Arabella lay in my arms weeping and wouldn't go down. "What are we going to do? How will we manage?"
Cook came up one day. "Miz Arabella," she said, quite firm. "Life must go on. Mister James is dead, but you ain't."
A few more tears and Arabella dried her eyes, went down and had me reinstated in the lounge. She returned to my arms with an armload of books. Ten days straight she read one book after another.
Cook brought all her meals there. "Now, Miz Arabella, don't you go givin' you'self no headache."
"I shall run the plantation!" she declared, "that Mr Skinner has been getting a lot more than I'd planned."
When he came in the next day, Arabella invited him into the lounge. "Sit," she smiled heaving her bosom and closing the door.
"Here?" he looked nervous and excited all at once. She pushed him into my lap, leaned forward and grabbed his necktie, "Skinny, dear, I've been looking at the books. And," she tightened it so he couldn't breathe, "you've been skimming quite a bit. From tomorrow, we don't need you."
"You couldn't manage without me, you strumpet!" he squawked.
She dragged him to the door. "I can! And you'll not do anything to cross me. I have your signatures on the books and I shall take you to the courts. Now leave."
She changed overnight. Up early. On the horses, inspecting the plantation. She sold off a small portion on which they'd started the cotton. Every night she'd retire into my arms with a mint julep and her books. The plantation prospered.
James junior turned eighteen and had begun to help his mother when in December 1955, Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat on a bus. A week later a small group of local blacks went on a rampage.
Arabella was doing her books when she heard shouting and looked out. "Cookie!" she screamed.
Cook, the maids, and several of our men, rushed in.
"They's lost their heads, Miz," Cook said. "Jus' changin' times. Madness."
"Put Harold under the doorknob and switch off the lights."
The rioters threw stones, pushed at the door. I held tight and strong.
A gunshot rang out from an upper window. James shouted, "Get back or I will shoot!"
One more push on the door.
My back cracked, but I held on.
James fired again. The rioters turned back.
Arabella keeps me in her bedroom now.
She has a new recliner in the lounge.
– End –
Harold meets a stranger
By Nilanjana Bose
Hey! What are you doing that for? Who are you anyways? Hey, hey hey, gently, gently, these legs are not to be manhandled. Not so rough, buddy. My name's Harold, by the way. What's yours? Yeah, I know I don't look my age. But it's true – I was made when wood-plastic-carbon-fibre composites were still at the cutting edge of material engineering. My parents were gutted at the supposed dilution of the pedigree of our hard woodline; the wood part of my make-up comes from high-end forest-grown mahogany you see, but that's just old fashioned resistance. My generation had no time for all the fear and hesitation, we embraced the changes. If people kept up with using purebred mahogany the way they did in the 20th, 21st centuries, then there would have been no woodline left at all by now.
But what years they were! Several new exoplanets had been discovered. The Third World War was finally over, the Terrorist of all terrorists had been sentenced to exile on Xysenion. The Peace Pact had come into force. The Third Intergalactic Super-Spaceway was under construction. Such exciting times! I know you guys take these things as commonplace, this to-ing and fro-ing between planets and galaxies, with your particulars packed into a device no larger than a toothbrush head. And now they are thinking of an Andromedian Galactic Bypass I hear, because of the traffic snarls on the First Intergalactic, ha!
However, back then, there were only a few daily spaceflights. And certainly no Podular personal transportation to the outer galaxies, all humans and cargo packed into space vehicles like sardines in a tin with simulated graduated gravity controls. Have you ever seen sardines packed into a tin? Hmm, I thought not. But I digress, what I meant to say is – things were fresh and new still at the beginning of the fourth millennium. There was a sense of wonder, of stepping into new, absolutely unknown worlds, exploration and excitement. None of this blasé been-there-done-that about those times.
And I was fresh and new, too. Yeah, yeah, you can snigger all you like. I might look like an antique to you, and it's true that the prototype design goes right back to the 19th century. A simple, elegant armchair that could be folded up and carried from place to place, the Director's Chair it was called. But by the time I was created, a whole raft of new features had been cunningly incorporated into the basic design. A marvel of modern engineering, that's what I am. The Rexysper Recliner the design team called me, but the guy who used me just called me Harold. We both prefer simpler names.
Yes, of course my basic function remains the same – to seat people. But I can do so much more. To understand all that, you must know why I was made in the first place. You see, Rexysper had been discovered, predicted to be a rather Earth-like planet, part of the Alpha Centauri star system, and the Second Intergalactic made it possible to send a delegation up there. Apparently, the spectral analysis showed that plain wood would not last too long in the Rexysperic atmosphere. So the team created this special composite – mahogany, carbon fibre, and biodegradable engineering plastic. Then they tucked in these little oxygen cylinders – feel them here? Those, with a retractable mask. And they added a reclinable back and convertible, climate-controlled hood and padded, extendable seating, so what have you got? A complete Campule. You could land on Rexysper, sit for some time admiring the view or whatever, and then convert the seat into your own independent bed-cum-tent, with its very own heating and oxygen supply. Nifty, or what? And you thought I was just an ordinary armchair.
Let me tell you, there was nothing ordinary about that first flight out to Rexysper, or the man who used me there, or the things I saw.
First off, the flight out was a disaster. No really, it was. The astronavigator went wrong, or maybe it was the human navigator, who knows? Spaceway-rage was not a recognised phenomenon then, traffic density of course was nowhere near the same, but still. We were stuck behind a slow craft making its way to Xysenion from Merlivon for a long time, and who can say what that did to the astropilot? The end of it was that he took the wrong exit off the Second Intergalactic and ended up in Konstrantion instead of Rexysper.
The scientists spent a megaweek arguing amongst themselves, because of course none of the particulars matched, the atmospheric soup, soil compositions, the climate, the topography, nothing. They kept beaming back stuff to the Control-and-Command on Earth, and the C-n-C would send back terse messages like "values off by 50%, stop. Are you crazy, stop. Recheck instruments, recalibrate and resend data, over and out."
They did all that, and still the readings refused to budge, and everyone spent an unconscionable amount of time bickering about things like Selenium content, and Vanadium values, and the Psi-index of the atmosphere. This went on till some radio guy in the C-n-C spotted the transmissions coming from the wrong co-ordinates, from the opposite end of the Alpha Centauri and pointed that out. So everyone decamped pretty sharpish with red faces. Fortunately, the Konstrantion atmosphere is quite rich in oxygen, and all the breathing apparatus could be topped up before we took off again. And though they had some minor issues with finding the right refuelling station back on the Second Intergalactic, it was only a blip and we got to Rexysper finally, only a megaweek late.
My guy, by whom I mean the one who used me, was the coolest head of them all. Not one word in argument the whole megaweek, not one instance of raised voice, or head-scratching in dismay. That was because he was not a scientist and did not care a jot for the readings whichever way the errors went, plus or minus. He was called Benjamin Otembo, and his official designation was Chief Divinopathist. His main job was to examine the cultural potential of the exoplanets, their favourability index for settlement, and their propensity for inspiring art, architecture, design, poetry, pottery or even business models.
He sat out a large part of the megaweek taking photographs of the changing Konstrantion sky and making copious notes on his tablet.
"Ah, an apple green sunrise. Rather, Centaurise. How lovely! I wonder if it's Picasso I am thinking about? Or was it Van Gogh?"
At other times, he would go off marching and come back with bits and bobs that looked like rocks and dried mud, fossils of strange looking lifeforms, incredibly delicate and geometric. Held up to the chiffony pink light, which is the daylight in Konstrantion, they would gleam like blown-up snowflakes, translucent and beautiful.
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Harold, than are dreamt of in your philosophy." He slapped my armrest with a satisfied thump and a cackle of laughter. "This is one unendingly interesting planet, full of cultural possibilities, really intriguing."
He found some matted reed like stuff too, and came back all excited and sat quivering for a long time before he made the entries into his log. "Water body visited, turbid, milky-reddish, but can be purified to be potable. Papyrus type plant on edges, possibilities in paper making, building materials. Medicinal applications to be explored. "
"Can you imagine, Harold?" he whispered in a hushed voice, "You could have a community settled here in a jiffy. Locally sourced building materials, potable water, agriculture, and of course where art is concerned, the sky's the limit."
And then of course the ghastly error in coordinates came to light and he packed up his samples and his logs, folded me up with my legs tucked under, and re-boarded the spacecraft for Rexysper, not in the least bit put out. "The more the merrier, Harold, the more the merrier."
I tell you, I just liked Benjamin Otembo's attitude.
But as life often turns out, Rexysper was not really merrier. As soon as we landed, (after triple-checking the coordinates) it was clear the stay was going to be well, in one word, fraught. The soil on Rexysper, which was like grits of aquamarine, was plastic-repellent. Something no-one at the C-n-C had predicted. Earth-like, my front left foot! And since every item on board, from forks to the landing module had some plastic composite or other, this meant things kept jigging up and down, grinding deeper, or falling over sideways, sometimes all three together, all of the time. Getting soil samples was out of the question, the little blue grains shuddered away from each scoop, each instrument. Further frenzied bickering broke out among the astroscientists.
Benjamin Otembo was coolly unperturbed, however. "Ah, blue sand," he muttered as he set up camp, "a bit pretty-pretty, maybe? Cultural minefield potential. Soil should be earthy, all this jewel-toned stuff is best kept out of the surface. Plastic repellent? Hmm hmm…"
He whipped out four large red silk handkerchiefs and wrapped them deftly round my feet and then opened my legs and set me down. The aquamarine sand stayed unmoving under the silk.
He sat down with a thump and whipped out his tablet. "Thought so! You see, Harold, plastic-free is the way forward. On Rexysper at least. Vast potential for natural fibres, paper, cotton, silk, even pure metals perhaps. And aquamarine sands will send the poets into transports of joy, possibly. Not bad, not bad at all, Harold!" and he slapped my armrest in the exact same triumphant way he had done on Konstrantion. "We'll have this twerking sorted out in no time!"
He then proceeded to wrap everything with cotton, silk and leather wherever he could find an extra shirt or shoe, even using up almost the entire supply of loo paper to wrap the instruments and the feet of the landing module. "No shit, folks."
They got their soil samples. Thankfully, it did not need a megaweek on Rexysper to figure the settlement potential index, so there was enough toilet paper still left. The problem was: there was no surface water to be seen. The chaps at the C-in-C refused to accept this, though; it contradicted some fancy new hydrosensor that could apparently detect a drop of water across gazillions of light years. "Recheck, resend," they kept messaging in that terse way they had. More bickering among the scientists – why had no one packed a copy of that new hydrosensor?
Benjamin Otembo just dismantled the long telescopic legs of the landing module, joined two of them to form a long probe, and went poking the blue sand here and there. The sands of course shivered away from the legs, and so he managed to drill quite a long way below the surface. On the third attempt, he sent a second probe down after the first, with a cloth cap tied to its end. The cap, when he withdrew it, was full of a steaming liquid, silvery pale in the midday light.
"Easy-peasy drilling boreholes here," he called out to the team, "here's your water, underground I'm afraid, and superheated, free of cost."
As he packed me up and untied the handkerchiefs, he said, "No question this is high on the settlement indices. But the other had those fossils. That apple green sky. Way more fascinating. The accidental stops turn out much better than the planned destinations in my experience."
Well, that's years ago now. You know how that ended – Konstrantion has been settled for decades. I've been on other intergalactic expeditions, but nothing like those first ones. Pardon me? Benjamin Otembo is leading a trip to another new exoplanet soon? And he wants his old Harold? Ah, that'll be good seeing him again. That will indeed be grand.
– End –
The Habit
By Noor AlNoaimi
The premise was bleak, she thought as she stepped into the once cheerful reception area. The Town Hospital had a once modern aesthetic; the nurses wore yellow as opposed to the typical white uniforms of the main hospitals in the area. She had once believed in yellow, everyone believed it was the best for poor old grandmother. The expensive services, the Ivy League educated doctors…yeah, they all thought she'd live forever here.
Sadly, Gran pulled the break on life a bit too soon.
"God, I miss you," she whispered as she sat across the now dusty bed; the same bed where a granddaughter used to come to visit, 4pm sharp, wearing her comfiest sweater to warm the chair next to the old woman that had sired her father.
"Papa does too," she went on, speaking to the empty space as if it was alive. The decaying walls did not answer; the bed stayed the same, while the corridors remained empty. No more nurses telling her it was all right, natural causes, and other such nonsense. Humans have an expiry date, they were not gods upon the earth, nor were they as her old Jaipur born nanny phrased "Little gods". She had never contemplated death before she had seen her grandmother's small, frail body breathe its last breath…no words uttered, no goodbyes.
She simply left, taken away from her. "Nadia…"It was a whisper, an unmistakable voice. His voice. Nobody ever called her Nadia anymore; she was named after the very same person she mourned; yet her mother had quickly edited it with the excuse of it being 'outdated'. Naya, turned around and in the blur- had she been crying? – saw his hand holding a snowy handkerchief.
"I don't want your damned pity," she whispered. Dr Faulkner called her by that name often; she guessed it was because Gran used to talk to him about her. Her amazing granddaughter, off to save the world with a mere backpack, Naya thought sarcastically. Education! Education! She had been so passionate about that once; now she stayed at home, keeping to herself with static TV as a companion. Faulkner had books from here on to the roof and he still couldn't recount saving a woman from old age. Nothing saved people from old age, cancer, or fatal car accidents. Human life was malleable, and everything seemed worthless when thinking about that eventual end.
"You shouldn't keep coming here," he said to her turned back. He obviously knew of her odd habit. "The building is to be demolished soon."
"Then why are you here?" she asked, her hand in a fist. As if he was the god that chose to take away her sun and joy.
"I am here to say goodbye," he replied, coming to sit across from her by the bed. He took off his spectacles for a moment, something was caught in his eye, but his old withered face remained impassive as he continued. "I have lost a few patients here, some chose to live their last days in our care and some did not. I, however grieve for those that did not have the required awareness to make that decision in their final hours…like our dear Nadia."
"Mother didn't want her home. She said old people clashed with her wallpaper," she commented, unmistakable abhorrence in her voice.
"It is common for many to feel disheartened. I fear for our world, Nadia…That many of us quickly dislodge from a person as soon as they pass, or as soon as we know they are unrecoverable. To your dear grandmother, that was never the case…you were beside her. While I passed lonely patients in their final hours, you were there…praying for her while her eyes closed on our world. You believed…you still believe," he said, taking her closed fist in his withered hands.
She had never looked into his eyes before; his faded blue orbs were wet under his white brows, as if he too had a story to tell. "She is gone…I believe that," she replied, her voice caught in her throat.
"Yet you come here, " he said shaking his head, as if he thought she was wasting her time. "Your grandmother was more than these walls…this bed." He said nodding to the empty space next to them. "She was more than doctor visits, and medication…you must understand," he said while she shook to her fingertips.
"I know, " she whispered, not trusting her voice to make a bolder statement.
She felt lost, adrift without her compass. Her hand soon relaxed in his grasp, and she let him hold her until he left her to reconstruct her thoughts. As he walked towards the faded doors, with the dim 'Exit' sign right above it, she called him back. He stopped and turned to. Naya had never seen him looking so fragile before. It was then she recalled his words:
Many of us quickly dislodge from a person as soon as they pass, or as soon as we know they are unrecoverable. To your dear grandmother, that was never the case…you were beside her. While I passed lonely patients in their final hours, you were there…praying for her while her eyes closed to our world. You believed…you still believe.
"We have family dinners on Tuesdays, I would like it if you joined us then."
He seemed a bit surprised by her invitation, for he suddenly smiled, his hand on his heart. "I shall do my utmost to make it, " he replied.
Naya lingered by the bed; it was dark when she finally patted the dusty bedspread. "Granny, you heartbreaker." She chuckled, making her own deductions about the man that had just left and her dearly departed.
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From UK to Kuwait on 1 August
The first obvious question about Kuwait for newcomers and those pondering coming here is: just how hot is it? The answer at the moment – in early August – is 'very'. I've been to Australia and that was hot, but not this hot. It's currently in the mid-40s with around 15% humidity.
I landed in Kuwait on 1 August to start a new job and a new life. It's rather different from the UK.
To give an example of the heat, my first outing was to the Scientific Centre, Salmiya – in particular, the aquarium. (It also has a cinema and a discovery centre.) Outside are some ye olde boats, and as I took my camera out for a photo; not only were my sunglasses steamed up, but my camera lens was too.
Ship ahoy! outside the Scientific Centre.
After visiting the aquarium (which is small, yet nice – how can you go wrong when you have sharks; albeit small ones?), I tested myself with a walk. I wanted to reach the next landmark along the pathway – Marina Mall – which runs alongside Arabian Gulf Street – I estimate it would take me around 15 minutes in the UK.
A cousin of Jaws, inside the aquarium
I walked very slowly – wearing a hat and sunglasses – and after around ten minutes my legs started to feel heavy. I was sensible and had water with me, but after five minutes more realised I'd be foolish to keep going and turned back. I stopped for a full sugar Pepsi at a kiosk and that put my battery up from around 10% to 25%. I then had a Starbucks Mixed Berry Juice inside the Scientific Centre to take me up to around 50%.
A lovely view of the Gulf
You don't see the locals strolling around in the mid-afternoon sun;
so the message to myself (and others not in the know) is: don't get cocky. I've been told the hot season lasts from July-September; and that the rest of the year is lovely. I shall look forward to that as I can stretch my legs a bit more.
My final thought for today is: there is no way they could play the football world cup in this region during the summer!
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Something is different about The Twelve...
I have been looking around for affordable, durable, full-coverage fenders -- preferably with mudflaps. The SKS Commuter Fenders (35mm wide) were one of the few that met my criteria, mostly on price, fitment and coverage. The support arms for the front fender were excessively long and required me to chop them short with a Dremel cut-off wheel so that my feet don't hit them. Other than that, install was as simple as can be without being snap-on fenders. It came not only with the basic hardware needed to install, but with various lengths of bolts and optional brackets to make installation possible on different kinds of bicycles.
Really, I'm amazed at the refinement that went into my Trek 1200, though. Even the brace behind the bottom bracket was perfectly located and already drilled and tapped for attaching a fender. The rear eyelets easily accommodate both the rack and the fender.
So, there you have it. I went for it. I may have said many times that I don't need them, that I don't like them, or that I don't even want them. But we'll see how I like these. Look for a full review after a few rainy rides. It looks like I'll get my first shot tomorrow.
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I pulled the trigger... just in the nick of time
Something is different about The Twelve...
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- MRMacrum said...
The arms come long on purpose. The fenders are sold to fit a wide variety of frame configurations. SKS does a good job supplying what is needed to meet most frame/fender hook ups.
I am suprised though you had to use a dremel tool. If memory serves, they used to have increment indents on the arms near the end so all you had to do was snap them off at the desired length. Of course I may have my fenders mixed up here. There are so many different ones out there, I may be confusing SKS with another company that aslo makes fenders.
Good choice.
- March 17, 2008 6:34 AM
- dvicci said...
Just in time too. The rain wasn't *supposed* to come until around 10. I just missed it when I rolled in around 7 this morning.
I look forward to your verdict. They've been a fantastic addition to my commuter.
- March 17, 2008 8:47 AM
- Sirrus Rider said...
Is it my imagination or is your rear rack mounted off-level with a turtle deck like slope towards the rear?
- March 17, 2008 9:00 AM
- Noah said...
Crum: I understand why they did it, and it's a Good Thing (tm). I wasn't paying much attention to the arms of the other fenders I looked at, but these definitely didn't have the notches you're speaking of. Maybe SKS's RaceBlades have them? They don't provide nearly as much cover, though.
Dave: I didn't get to ride in the rain this morning, but it's raining pretty good now. They'll probably get a proper test this evening. I'm also hitting the Monday Night Casa Paloma ride.
Sirrus: It's not your imagination. I have heel strike with my panniers (not shown, as they'd hide the fenders) if the rack isn't adjusted back like that a ways. This setup works really well but it looks kind of goofy when the saddlebags are off the bike.
- March 17, 2008 10:14 AM
- Apertome said...
I think you'll love having fenders, actually I'm surprised you rode all winter without them. I have full fenders on my old mountain bike that's been my commuter, but only a half front fender fits well on my road bike. Fortunately my rear rack on that bike sort of acts as a fender as well, but it's not angled back like yours is.
I wouldn't want to ride in the rain without some kind of fenders. You can still get wet, but the fenders help a lot. I like that yours have built-in mud flaps, mine don't have those.
- March 17, 2008 10:22 AM
- Sirrus Rider said...
I'm not much for riding in the rain and I try to avoid it at all costs; however, for riding after the rain has ceased fenders are the only way to go! They are also good when the humidity is high (Fog) when the water vapor condenses out onto the cold asphalt/concrete.. They are also great when there is runoff (from car washing, broken watermain, ID10T over watering his or her yard) coming into the roadway.
- March 17, 2008 2:04 PM
- Jon said...
I like the look of fenders, myself, as well as the utility. The bike looks good.
- March 17, 2008 6:42 PM
- Doug said...
Of the bikes I currently ride (four), only the Pugsley doesn't have fenders. And there are times I wish there were fenders made for it. Nobody ever hears me complaining about riding in the rain or making excuses for why I can't ride when it's raining. Fenders are a beautiful thing.
- March 17, 2008 10:11 PM
- Sirrus Rider said...
Hey Doug!
You might consider a set of wood fenders for your pugsley. I saw someone on bikeforums.net with a wooden fendered pugsley and it looked great!
- March 18, 2008 1:11 PM
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Mark Shilton has once again been crunching the numbers, this time from Mont Sainte Anne…
Round 4 done and Gee just misses out for the second race running. Steve Smith was a deserved winner, especially with the changeable conditions that the last 15 riders had to endure. So did the rain play a part? and where did Steve Smith win it and Gee Atherton lose it?
Sector 1
Splits-wise it was a funny race. The first split was about 2:50s into the course – almost 70% of the race done! With this in mind, the riders with a good first split were always going to be in a strong position.
Gee Atherton and Steve Smith were out on their own right from the start. Only Sam Hill managed to get within 1.5 seconds of this pair at the first split whilst less than 2 seconds covered the gap from Hill back to Troy Brosnan in 20th. Lorenzo Suding was a surprise appearance in the top 5 at this stage of the race. Unfortunately he faded back to 16th by the finish but he had some speed in the top section of the course and improved on his 26th place qualifier. Aaron Gwinn was clearly back up to speed in Mt Ste Anne and set off well with 5th fastest at split 1 on a recently soaked track.
Sam Blenkinsop couldn't follow up his strong 2nd place in qualifying on the first sector, placing only 32nd and nearly 5 seconds slower than Atherton. Greg Minnaar was also off the pace here in 11th place, possibly affected by the rain although Sam Hill went off 3 minutes before and was a second up on Greg's time.
Sector 2
It was difficult to see if Sam Blenkinsop had a problem in the top section or the rain was preying on his mind but by Sector 2 he was charging! He flew through the rocks to take the fastest time although Smith and Atherton were right behind him, both within a quarter of a second. Gee was 0.213 seconds in front of Smith at Split 1, but Smith pulled back 0.195 seconds in Sector 2 leaving the overall gap at a mere 0.018 seconds at Split 2.
Greg Minnaar made up ground from his relatively slow start, going 4th fastest in Sector 2 and moving up to 4th overall in the process. Sam Hill was only 7th fastest and over 1.2 seconds behind Blenkinsop and Smith. Overall at Split 2 Smith and Atherton were out on their own in 1st and 2nd place, but the gap between 3rd and 8th was a mere 0.9 seconds meaning there was all to play for even on the relatively short final sector….
Sector 3
Only 25 seconds in the final sector and whilst Smith and Atherton were out of sight by this point, the podium and top 10 was still tight enough for riders to take a few risks in an attempt to push themselves a few places up the rankings.
For the second race in a row Gee made a mistake that cost him the race in the final sector. He clearly had a 'moment' in the rocky approach to the wooden bridge jump, unclipping and losing a lot of speed in the process and rider after rider was making up time on him on the run into the finish, even if they couldn't quite match his overall time. That was until Steve Smith, less than two hundredths behind remember, held it together in the final sector going third fastest, but crucially faster than Gee who was only 19th and 1.5 seconds back. Given the tight times between 8th and 3rd at Split 2 the podium was still wide open but Hill, Minnaar and Gwinn managed to hold on to the podium spots with the 2nd, 1st and 5th fastest times in Sector 3.
The biggest mover in the tight times around the top 10 was Brendan Fairclough. He was lying in 11th place at Split 2 but a combination of a fast final sector and slow times in the final 25 seconds from Florent Payet (34th, +2.174), Andrew Neethling (25th, +1.792) and Lorenzo Suding (31st, +2.029) allowed him to sneak up to 7th place overall. This was his first top 10 World Cup finish since the end of the 2010 season at Windham. Is this the confidence boost he needs to move back up to the very top?
Rain affected?
Clearly the rain meant a change of tactics and mindset for the last 10-15 riders down and it must have played a part in the race. The main losers from the rain were riders setting off from 13th to 7th who caught the worst of the rain storm – Gutierrez Villegas, Beer, Macdonald, Mullaly, Brosnan, Bruni and Hannah. None of these broke into the top 10 although Brosnan and Gutierrez Villegas were 11th and 13th. Amazingly Nick Beer managed to take 17th with a pretty big crash up top so who knows what he might have been able to do in the dry?
What really stands out though is that five of the last six riders down the hill made up the top 6 overall. Although the track was drying they still had to sit at the top watching it rain and it must take some serious mental strength to keep focused when the conditions are changing around you like that, especially when you know Gee Atherton has enjoyed a dry run already.
The heatmap shows that Steve Smith wasn't fastest on any sector, placing 2nd, 2nd and 3rd, but his consistency was what won him the race. Gee lost it in the final sector and Sam Hill's 7th place in Sector 2 put paid to any late charge for him.Darker colour = higher placing. Lightest colour = placing outside the top 20
So, Smith takes his home win and becomes only the sixth rider to have won more than one World Cup race since 2008 (The others being Gwin, Minnaar, Peat, Atherton and Hill). We've seen with the likes of Hart, Blenkinsop and Macdonald that there seems to be a step up from winning a single World Cup (or World Champs in Hart's case) and the nous and experience required to win regularly. Smith looks fit, hungry and focused this year; have we just witnessed his graduation into the very top echelon of the downhill ranks? Only the rest of this season will tell….


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The National Association of Evangelicals began its semi-annual General Council meeting Thursday in Dallas, Texas, with a long list of social and ecumenical topics to discuss from an "evangelical perspective."
According to Kyle Fisk, Executive Administrator of the NAE, the board members will vote on resolutions concerned with the next generation of Evangelical leaders, mainline denominations, the issue of immigration, and military religious freedom.
The wide-ranging list of topics is consistent with the alliance's recent focus on holistic mission. Last year, the group, which represents 30 million evangelicals in the nation, released a landmark document calling for greater "political and social action" among its members. The "For the Health of the Nation" document touched on issues involving religious freedom, poverty, war, the sanctity of human life, gay marriages, and "creation care."
While the NAE has stayed on course for most of these topics, it took a step back from creation care when it refrained from supporting the Evangelical Climate Initiative last month.
The initiative, whose signatories included dozens of NAE board members and stakeholders, is likely to come up at the Dallas conference, though, according to Fisk, "there is nothing planned in terms of decisions."
Board members will vote on the resolutions Friday and will also hear financial reports from the executive committee. Both the resolutions and the financial reports will become public later in the day.
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America's National Geographic Channel says it will produce a television adaptation of Bill O'Reilly's upcoming non-fiction book, "Killing Jesus."
The book is to be published Sept. 24. The NatGeo production is to begin filming in the fall and will air in 2014.
The network previously enjoyed a ratings hit with its adaptation of O'Reilly's history book "Killing Lincoln," and is in pre-production on the film adaptation of "Killing Kennedy," which is expected to air later this year.
The three historical dramas about the infamous assassinations of public figures are produced in collaboration with Scott Free Productions.
"I am thrilled to once again be partnering with National Geographic Channels and Scott Free Productions on my next book," O'Reilly said in a statement. "Jesus is the most famous person that has ever lived -- and is worshipped today by more than 2.2 billion people. This story is not only rich with detail, controversy and drama, but also personal to so many people that I would not trust it to anyone else to bring to life on the screen."
"O'Reilly has proven with 'Killing Lincoln' and 'Killing Kennedy' that the public is fascinated with the tragic tales of these renowned historical figures, and this is one of the most dramatic stories ever told. We are privileged to once again work with National Geographic Channel to bring Bill's vision to the screen," said producer Ridley Scott.
"With the tremendous success of 'Killing Lincoln,' partnering with Bill O'Reilly on his next two blockbuster titles is a real thrill for us, and clearly something our audience craves," said NGC President Howard T. Owens. "Scott Free Productions continue to be ideal partners as we work to increase our commitment to producing quality, smart, factual dramas and delivering authentic entertainment with substance."


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The Bailey 29er perched atop the famous Flume Trail above Lake Tahoe.
- Insanely light at 19.8 pounds
- Outstanding value at only $1,100 for the frameset
- Low bottom bracket delivers exceptional handling and cornering
- One of the best warranties in the industry
- Low bottom bracket has a tendency to clip rocks
- Lack of paint and graphics options might be a deal breaker to some
- Not designed for riders over 200 pounds
For those of you who read my 26er vs. 29er rigid singlespeed comparison at this year's 24 Hours in the Old Pueblo, you might remember the 29er I rode was from Bailey Bikes, a boutique manufacturer of carbon fiber race bikes based out of North County San Diego. Although in my test the nod went to the 26er, I still really liked the way the Bailey rode. So to get a better feel for the Bailey 29er, John Bailey set me up with a geared demo rig that I took to Tahoe for a week of riding.
John Bailey is not only an engineer and designer by trade, but he is also a top flight cyclocross racer from the Pacific Northwest who now resides in Southern California. With numerous state titles to his name, Bailey knows how a fast bike should feel and handle. For about the past seven years, Bailey has designed his own road, cyclocross and mountain bike frames, contracting with leading quality Taiwanese factories to manufacture his creations. In addition to starting his own brand, he has also done suspension designs for Turner Bikes.
The disc brake is mounted on the chainstay.
The Bailey 29er is John's first foray into mountain bike frames after primarily focusing on lightweight and aggressive cyclocross rigs. Just looking at the Bailey 29er, one can see the cyclocross design influences. Ultra-thin seatstays that rival a Cervelo R5 (jokingly called "petite-stays") for maximum shock absorption and minimal weight, bridgeless seatstays and chainstays for maximum mud clearance and room for up to a 2.4-inch rear tire, a disc brake mount on the chainstay for better braking performance and aggressive geometry that's designed to do one thing – go fast.
An innovative Kevlar ding guard is molded into the downtube.
Because every frame is designed by racers for racers, Bailey has no flashy paint schemes, belabored graphics or big budget marketing campaigns. Instead, Bailey takes a page from Henry Ford's book; you can have your Bailey in any color you want, so long as it's black. A simple unidirectional carbon gloss finish frame is standard and features aggressive race geometry, a press-fit BB92 bottom bracket, tapered head tube, metal inlaid chainsuck protector and a slick Kevlar bash guard integrated into the mold of the downtube just above the bottom bracket. Both the rear disc brake and rear derailleur cables are fully external running down the down tube while the front derailleur is internally routed.
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Homeowners across Montezuma County received notices in the mail a few weeks ago, stating the revised value of their properties.
For the majority, values were down.
County assessor Mark Vanderpool said most residential values saw "about a 10 percent decrease", though there were exceptions, mostly along the Dolores River.
All private properties — classified either as residential, commercial, industrial, agricultural, natural resources or vacant — are reappraised every two years. The current round of data was gathered in 2011 and the first six months of 2012. Vanderpool said the valuations could be understated, given the time delay.
"We can't consider any sales or data after June 30, 2012. One could argue that 18-month period was perhaps the low point in the Montezuma County market," he said. "We're looking back in time here. I think current market value is higher than our new assessments indicate."
The data is incomplete, he added, because all property classifications haven't been calculated yet.
Vanderpool didn't think, on the macro level, county-wide tax revenue would suffer too much.
"The decrease in residential values will be largely offset by increased CO2 production by Kinder Morgan. I can't say whether it'll be a break-even deal or not, whether it'll offset completely. It's too early to say," he said.
However, smaller taxing authorities — like school districts — could feel the effects, depending on the amount of energy extraction in their area. Mancos and Dolores school districts don't have much energy development, for example.
During the 18-month period, 14 percent of residential sales were foreclosures, which had a "dampening effect" on all properties.
"We definitely had a two-tiered market. Foreclosures were selling at a much lower price than the other 86 percent," Vanderpool said. "Lenders were willing to settle for lower sales prices as long as it covered their loan, and were motivated to get bank-owned assets off their books."
Properties that did not sell during the data-collection window are assessed by comparing them to similar properties that did sell. Wildrose Appraisal Services was chosen by the Colorado Legislative Council to analyze the data.
"They examine sales prices for ranch-style homes, two-stories, log cabins, then do the same for the (corresponding) unsolds. The two numbers should be close together," Vanderpool said.


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Lady Gaga recovering from hip surgery
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Lady Gaga's manager says the pop star is "doing unbelievable" a month after she had hip surgery that caused her to cancel her U.S. tour.
Vincent Herbert said in an interview Tuesday the 26-year-old Grammy winner is "doing wonderful, doing great."
Gaga, whose real name is Stefani Germanotta, canceled her "Born This Way Ball" tour last month. She'd hurt herself while performing some time ago.
Herbert says Gaga is finishing her new album, ARTPOP, and is "ready to get back to work."
He calls the new album "very, very refreshing" and says the "Born This Way" singer continues to "push the envelope."
Herbert adds: "I can't wait for the world to hear her new music and see her come back healthy, strong and better than ever."


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The Great Eastern Endurance Run was born out of the love and passionof the race directors, Gill and Francesca Conte, for the Blue Ridge Mountains.Not many people have had the luck to experience all that these mountains canoffer, from the velvety feel of the summer slopes, to the kaleidoscopic array ofautumn colors, to the dazzling beauty of the winter snow. Not many places in theworld can offer the quaintness and history of nearby Charlottesville, just 20minutes from the start/finish, coupled with the freedom of miles and miles ofmountain trails.
The 100K and 50K follow much of the same terrain. The Half Marathoncovers the beginning of the 100K course. The races begin at the Sherando LakeRecreation Area Beach House.


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There has been a lot of discussion about Windows 8, Metro-style apps, Intel vs ARM, etc., from the time Windows 8 Developer Preview was released at //build/ last year. A lot of the discussion and debates have to do with unclear communication and secrecy from the Windows team at Microsoft. For example, what exactly is the deal with Windows on ARM devices? Are they going to be a hard cutoff from today's Windows and not have a desktop experience at all, or will they have a desktop experience? Will the desktop experience be open for all developers or only certain developers (like Microsoft Office) to provide signed apps for ARM which use a restricted desktop?
(Ed: On February 9, Steven Sinofsky posted details about Windows on ARM on the Building Windows 8 Blog, so some of the secrecy has been taken away. However, the points made here are in fact reinforced by the details revealed in the post.)
Those discussions and speculations aside, I truly believe Windows 8 is a huge opportunity for developers. In this post, I will tell you why I believe so. First of all, some math: According to Canalys, there were 415MM PCs sold in 2011. This is after accounting for a decline in sales per original projections! Even though smartphones have exceeded the number of PCs sold, that PC sales number is still a very large number.
Now, let's assume that those 415MM PCs are split 60-40 with regard to sales to businesses vs. consumers. Taking a round number of 400MM PCs a year gives us about 160MM PCs sold to consumers a year. I am ignoring business PCs for now because let's face it – they are not going to Windows 8 for some time, and even if they do, there is a strong likelihood of them turning off Metro via IT policies. Consumers on the other hand, won't have the ability to turn it off, and all new PCs will ship with Windows 8 (Intel or ARM).


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An open trefoil is a trefoil tied in an infinitely long line. An open trefoil that is at rest in (flat) space is a surface in space-time. Now, other observers in space-time have other time slices/cuts. These slices are unbounded but need not be flat surface; they can be curved, because observers can be accelerating.
The question: Which types of knots may such observers see, if the observer at rest sees an open trefoil? Or: which types of knots can appear when the space-time surface of the open trefoil times R is cut/sliced?
Probably, this is an infinite family of knots; but is there a simple way to find out the simplest cases (that is, those with the smallest crossing numbers)?
Thank you a lot for any help.
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- Yes, the question should indeed be generalized to any non-flat space-time.


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Scouts should experience all these and more – and that's why we're here! Troop 658 is a strong, vibrant, scout-run troop, which provides numerous activities that only a diverse, well-developed organization can offer.
Each year, our scout youth leadership plans an exciting program with a variety of challenging opportunities. It's not unusual that we're participating in swim meets, backpacking throughout California, scaling the towering rocks of Joshua Tree, kayaking down the Kern or Colorado Rivers, conquering the Grand Canyon, or experiencing all that summer camp has to offer in the High Sierras, Sequoias and beyond!
Thanks for visiting, and should you have any questions regarding Troop 658, or Scouting in general, please don't hesitate to contact me at any time.
~ Scoutmaster, Jon Paulson
Troop658.com is the official website for Boy Scout Troop 658. Its purpose is to keep the scouts and parents up-to-date with information on meetings and activities, provide paperwork, advancement and reference sections to help our Scouts succeed. Address any comments, questions, or concerns to the webmaster via our Contact Page.


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An electrocardiogram (ECG) is one of the simplest and fastest tests used to evaluate the heart. For this test, electrodes (small, plastic patches that stick to the skin) are placed at certain locations on the chest, arms, and legs. When the electrodes are connected to an ECG machine by wires, the electrical activity of the heart is measured, interpreted, and printed out. No electricity is sent into the body.
Natural electrical impulses coordinate contractions of the different parts of the heart to keep blood flowing the way it should. An ECG records these impulses to show how fast the heart is beating, the rhythm of the heart beats (steady or irregular), and the strength and timing of the electrical impulses as they move through the different parts of the heart. Changes in an ECG can be a sign of many heart-related conditions.
An exercise ECG is done to assess the heart's response to stress or exercise. In this test, the ECG is recorded while you are exercising on a treadmill or stationary bike. An ECG tracing will be taken at certain points during the test to compare the effects of increasing stress on the heart. Periodically, the incline and treadmill speed will be increased in order to make exercise more difficult during the test. If you are riding a bicycle, you will pedal faster against increased resistance. In either case, you will exercise until reaching a target heart rate (determined by the healthcare provider based on age and physical status) or until you are unable to continue due to tiredness, shortness of breath, chest pain, or other symptoms.
Some reasons for your healthcare provider to request an exercise electrocardiogram (ECG) include:
There may be other reasons for your healthcare provider to recommend an exercise ECG.
Because of stress on the heart during the procedure, there is a small chance for:
It may be uncomfortable when the sticky electrodes are taken off. If the electrode patches are left on too long they may cause tissue breakdown or skin irritation.
There may be other risks depending on your specific medical condition. Be sure to discuss any concerns with your healthcare provider prior to the procedure.
Certain factors or conditions may interfere with or affect the results of an exercise ECG including:
An exercise electrocardiogram (ECG) may be done on an outpatient basis or as part of your hospital stay. Procedures may vary depending on your condition and your healthcare providers practice.
Generally, an exercise ECG follows this process:
You should be able to go back to your normal diet and activities, unless your healthcare provider tells you differently.
Generally, there is no special care needed after an exercise ECG.
You may feel tired for several hours or longer after the procedure, particularly if you do not normally exercise. Otherwise, you should feel normal within a few hours after the exercise ECG. If you feel tired for more than a day, you should contact your healthcare provider.
Tell your healthcare provider if you develop any signs or symptoms (such as, chest pain, shortness of breath, dizziness, or fainting).
Your healthcare provider may give you other instructions after the procedure, depending on your particular situation.
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Hi again! I'm close to being finished with my program, all I need is two more methods to be done.
1. I have two files associated with my program (One is the commands.txt and the other is results.txt) and my assignment is to make a method that opens these two files in my program... It should be excessively simple, but I'm not sure I understand, do they mean declare BufferedReader and BufferedWriter or...???
2. I need to make a method that simply reads a line in my commands.txt, which should also be quite simple, but I just want to make sure I'm doing it right.
3. I'd also like to have an example of how to write in results.txt the result of my program after a command from commands.txt.
If y'all could help me with some examples, I'd much appreciate it, I've been searching around but I can't quite find the answers I'm looking for...


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It is the moments in which we are challenged that define us as humans. Our values, resolve, and character are tested and through these trials we are enabled to not only grow and reach our potential, but to push ourselves further. Mountain Hardwear provides the equipment we need to rise in the face of our challenges.
Founded by a core of people who believe in challenging life pursuits and always maintain an attitude that anything is possible, Mountain Hardwear has emerged from a follow-the-leader industry to defy the norm, shake things up, and begin a monumental shift. So, in 1993, this progressive outlook spawned the same company who is still breaking all the rules to this day.
With no regard for the status quo, engineers design Mountain Hardwear jackets like the Kryos for the men and the Pictora for the ladies. With fully customizable features and entirely stylish looks, both jackets let you forget about the weather and just enjoy whatever nature is throwing at you. Ensuring complete warmth and dryness is no easy task, but if it were easy, would Mountain Hardwear even bother?
Let's talk technology. Mountain Hardwear is constantly researching and developing the latest tech advances in order to never stop pushing the limits. They employ a vast arsenal of weapons in the fight against the elements with innovations like Outdry, Airshield, and MicroClimate Zoning. A perfect example of their technologically driven products can be found in the Hydra Ext Glove. Lined with wool for comfort, but surrounded by the four-way stretch shell with an Outdry membrane, these gloves host a pretty exclusive party. You are on the guest list, but cold, wind, and water are not invited.
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Email Forwarding is simply our automatic email forwarding service. People address email to your mailbox at your domain name, and we forward it to your "real" email address at Hotmail, Google Mail, or wherever. It's an option that gives you an easy way to reinforce your branding.
Log in and click "My Account". Under "Domains", click "Manage". Click the domain for which you want to set up Email Forwarding. In the "Email Forwarding" row, click "edit". In the "Username" column, type a mailbox name (for example, if you wanted to set up email address email@example.com, the mailbox name is "john.doe"). In the "Forward to" column, type the forwarding email address, such as your Hotmail or Google Mail address. In the "Catch-all Email" row, type the email address you want all misaddressed email to be sent to (usually, this is mail that is addressed to mailboxes that don't exist). Click "Switch Service to Email Forwarding".
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Welcome to be part of our teaching team, ESL teachers , 15-20k RMB
China, zhengzhou, Henan China zhengzhou, Henan
Name:Zhengzhou International Education Institution
The school is located in downtown and founded in early 2009 as a training center.It is dedicated to providing professional training in foreign languages, basic English training and practical oral English training and specialized education and training institution for the development of IELTS and the new TOEFL test. There are many foreign teachers in our institution, you will enjoy a wonderful life with our teachers and students.
Henan Jinshui District,Zhengzhou, Henan,China.
Subject To Teach:English
Teaching Hours per week:30H
Working Days per week:5
Students' Age: 3-30
Class Size:1-20
Duration of each class:55min
Nationality:native speaker
Degree : Bachelor or above
Major :Language teaching related major is preferred
Age Required:28-55
Teaching Experience :2 years and above
Arrival time: asap
Contract Length:1year and above, renewable
Salary and Benefits
Salary : 15000-20000
Airfare Allowance:Yes Insurance :Yes(medical insurance ,casualty insurance) Apartment :Available
Utility : Employer Over Work Allowance: Yes
Holidays :Yes
Paid Holidays :Statutory holidays
Visa :Z visa provided.
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